Now come on! Of course I didn’t really leave her. I was hopelessly in Iove with her! I walked off into the distance to find the nearest civilisation, and beg to use a phone.
“Hertz!.... your car’s a dud. Find and replace please. Where? Middle of nowhere, Norfolk... you know, where in years to come they will film Dad’s Army! What!!! Two hours? You're having a laugh!”
My new wife wasn’t having a laugh though when I returned to the car. Inconsolable! Even her new husband couldn’t stop her sobbing.
Her new husband. That was the problem. Mum was right!